The Protector

Everyone present at the temple instantly held their breaths at that sentence.

They stared at Sebastian in disbelief.

What could possibly have pushed Sebastian to make such a daring exchange?

He was even willing to give up his fortune in order to beat this mysterious person, or force.

Sebastian continued kneeling as he waited for an answer to come from within the temple.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the rundown wooden door of the temple creaked open.

A man dressed in a suit walked out of the temple. Everyone looked on in shock and fear as the godson of the ex-ruler of the underworld walked toward them.

Even Sebastian looked terrified.

The young man said simply, “Sebastian, please return. My godfather will handle this.”

“What?”

“Thank you, sir!” Sebastian yelled in glee.

He agreed!

That meant the Morris Group was done for.

this man was practically on the

he couldn’t get his hands on if he

finally returning to

been the ruler of Quebec. He had locked himself away for

tell that North Hampton was

once more meant that Quebec was about to

families in South City started preparing for this

the next day, the ten most powerful families of South City gathered along the twisting and turning roads of Mount Amethyst in two lines as they waited for this

Sebastian stood among them.

was finally some people coming from the end of

down

of people surrounded an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion who looked full of

already 80 years old, his steps were

once the ruler

called him by ‘sir’ and ‘sir’

he looked like any other esteemed figure, perhaps

to the

other people walking next to him.

His skin stretched taut over

tall and looked like a human mountain. He was

was as bulked up as a bull and his head was completely bald. There were six scars on the thin skin of his scalp. His name was Titan, and he was

normal, and nothing stood out about him. However, he was the most fearsome among

Guards were an